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Water Belongs to the Dead: Heart of the Witch

A young healer woman sets sail to kill her enemies and steal the heart of the prince her rival desires. She encounters deadrousers, cannibals and lunatics as she hunts for epic treasures and love. She finds out she can be everything she wants to be: a doctor and a healer of thieves, a lover and an impressively rich spirit aunt, but the price she has to pay will be paid in blood. Serenica Ingram is a brave witch in her twenties. She would do anything to be even better at healing. Mariana Kinley, a witch-hating witch and a ruthless businesswoman, doesn't like competition and drives Serenica out of her home. She joins the pirate crew of the necromancer, Captain Spade. The city of Neul that Serenica calls home is a hostile and degenerate place, ripe with rich merchants and homeless witches, but the mythical island of outlaws, Aja Vana, is even stranger. The western islands are populated by outcasts and Serenica would do anything to avoid them. Becoming a rich and respected pirate healer isn't easy, especially with both other witches and royals wanting Serenica dead. She has to sail to the ends of the known world just to get her stolen property back, and even harder will be to catch the eye of the Dreamer, the fair prince whom Kinley also desires, while fulfilling the promise to kill a king. WARNING: s*icide mentions, very mild cursing, violence, blood so please use caution when reading. discord link finally. it's an actual functioning server afaik: https://discord.gg/tmeZKG5dqT

IkuSaari · Fantaisie
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Lines of Soldiers

As the day advanced, so did the enemy. The lines of red-coated soldiers rolled closer and closer. Serenica was grinding her teeth before sunset.

The pots of hot oil ready, the defenders of the fortress prepared for the siege and its violent first minutes.

Serenica went down to seek the company of the prince.

"You missed me already?" he asked, sounding amused. "While you are here, could you fetch me some coffee?"

"I do yearn for you, but I was mainly wondering if you could go to sleep." Serenica frowned. "I have a bad feeling that this attack is not what it looks like."

The Dreamer groaned. "I am so done with your herbs. I spend every day dazed from their effects. I hardly spend any time truly awake."

"I'm sorry. I can give you some corna once you find out what is happening elsewhere. I was just wondering if you could go headhopping again."

"Mother of worms," the prince said and sighed. "What do you want to know?"